The Cave Pt. 2DISCLAIMER: This story contains male weight gain, magic, and stuffing. If you don't like it, don't read.More Like This
The deal seemed simple enough, in the beginning. "All you have to do, is make it through the door at each chamber of the dungeon. An easy enough task. Each chamber has a monster made of one food or another. You could kill it, or you could eat it, I do not mind either way. As long as you can fit through the door, it does not matter to me. If you can make it to the end, you'll be allowed to live, and stay with me if you so desire. I have been looking for a suitable mate for many a year.." She said, sizing him up. "Of course, you seem a bit young." Polot looked a little offended. "No way, I am almost sixteen, you temptress. I accept your challenge." And with that, he ducked past her, drawing his sword eagerly. What challenges could he possibly face? He sort of remembered what the monk said, something about food. Though, there was nothing really WRONG with food. Quite honestly, h
Time to fatten john.John was a normal 19 year old. He was 5"11 190lbs has short dark brown hair and blue eyes...he walks up to the apartment door of the man who said he could make his fantasy a reality. He lifts his hand to knock on the door, but stops and thinks for a moment. "No, I can't do this..." John turns to walk away, but the door opens behind him. A voice says," come on now..least let me feed you dinner..." John stands there unresponsive. "John, Don't be scared. That's when John smelled cakes, cookies, brownies, all types of sugary fattening food he could smell. All coming from his apartment. The man put his hands on John shoulders and said,"come on now, I'm not the one getting fattened." He spun John around and walk him into the small apartment and into the living room. There John saw where he would be spending the most of his time. A recliner chair that had leather straps on them one for each limb.More Like This
He put John into the chair and strapped him down. John was nervously shaking. The man put
Unfinished Story: Reverse GymAmy stepped in, the early morning breeze trailed behind her, and dissipated into the heat of the controlled A/C. "I should just go back to bed," Amy contemplated, "It's too early to work out."More Like This
Instead of aborting her mission, Amy's footsteps remained forward and sleepily as she headed for the women's changing room. The constant whir of cardio machines, the chatter of other early bird gym goers, the grunting and clinking of weights being lifted, the humming A/C, and squeaking of tennis shoes on the court all registered as background noise. Her foot steps treaded lightly on the beige patterned floor.
The warm air defrosted her chilled skin, sending pleasant shivers down her spine. Walking past the equipment checkout counter and to the women's locker room, Amy produced her basic work out clothing from her book bag, "I hope no one is watching..." she shyly muttered to herself. Amy is somewhat of a confident woman, but she really didn't want anyone to get a view of her starved frame. If you